Just 3 more sleeps … or is it?
Honey I’m home! Just another day in the office dear? Well no actually …
Spending time with ‘my’ team – a brilliant bunch of people (by their own statement today Muppets). They are actually not my team at all – I do not manage them and I do not officially belong … but they adopted me and have been wonderful adoptive parents ever since. My first few weeks in this job I hot desked between two offices and felt like I didn’t belong at all; one of the team had a broken ankle which left a desk spare for several months and so I was adopted. I got moved out for a while and then I got shunted back – but these people have been constant. Today they really spoiled me – lunch and gifts and the muppet card … apparently I have to decide which muppet they each are before the end of the week – so no pressure then?
My “little girl” is 25 today. I actually don’t mind thinking back to her birth – it wasn’t scary or horrid and I know it hurt like hell at the time but I don’t remember that when I remember that little bundle swaddled in her hospital crib. Happy Birthday CB.
Well it is only bad because it is about ‘goodbyes’. This afternoon I had two meetings – the first a handover of one responsibility (and the technology let me down!) and the second a more poignant meeting with clients to let them know what was happening – I have worked with them on and off for over 18 months and I wanted to end it right. It was emotional … what I do involves having emotions but generally keeping them aside. It became au revoir.
My “little girl” has had a tough year – her father had a serious stroke and was hospitalised and with right side neglect it was as if he had given up. This wasn’t his first stroke and it wasn’t his last but at this point neighbours who were supposedly his friends, acting on his best interests, did their utmost to alienate him from his daughter. He finally died towards the end of last year. One of the neighbours was an executor and has made my daughter’s life hell with lots of different issues. Now the estate is settled the neighbour has asked for an executor fee and my daughter (one of two beneficiaries) has been asked to agree to this. Her answer is, quite rightly, “no”.
What they do not know and she barely remembers is that from the age of 11 to 18 I had no financial support from her father – this sometimes meant she ate and I didn’t or sometimes meant beans on toast was a staple for the week. He wasn’t a bad person – but he had issues about money and had I taken him to court for financial support she would not have benefited from a relationship with him – as it was she spent weekends and school holidays with him and gained from that.
None of us earn the money left to us by family – we have no right to it. What she is about to inherit will leave her a nest egg to buy a house … nothing grand but something safe and hers … and I am pleased for her that she has that security
I dashed back after that meeting to organise the kit I need with me tomorrow. I cursed because it wasn’t as accessible as I needed. I had it all packed and was on my way out of the building when the Boss called me back. I needed away to get my bus … but I turned back. Suddenly two months after giving me notice that my fixed term post (extended twice already) was to end she wanted to advise me that she has spoken with her boss and HR and they can offer me a month on month extension.
I mumbled an implied okay … but by the time I got to the bus stop I was fairly sure I meant “No thanks”
I texted a friend who rang and initially said didn’t I think it was better to have the safe income? but who after we had discussed it could see why I wanted to say no. If I say yes – my big journey will be delayed – I cannot do both!
I spoke with my Mother (their move has gone but not that well!) and she didn’t even try to persuade me to stay. I will sleep on it but I am fairly sure my answer will be “3 sleeps suits me fine!”
Did you get his too? unbelievable gales and rain overnight and this morning. The dog and I got physically stopped in our tracks by the wind on the way home from our constitutional this morning. I was surprised that the deckers were getting sent out but very appreciative that they were. Ours this morning had no squeaking issues and behaved really quite well apart from one short stretch of road exposed to the NE gale. We did see a few small trees down and we saw a very small tree on the radiator grille of a van going the other way.
There were leaves an fir cones all over the road – poor squirrels will have less food to hide. We did see a red squirrel who calmly strolled across the road in front of the bus and then sat on the grass and watched us pass … very cute!
So Today I:
- Was sad;
- Was spoiled;
- Was blown about; and
- Was left gobsmacked!
Today’s statistics: Cost: £0; Miles travelled: 51.6; Steps taken: 2,000; Photos taken: none
Off to sleep on my decision but I am fairly sure what it is!